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Friday, while Harvey was approaching the coast of Texas,
I started to clean up my sewing room.
*Somebody let it get messy.*
The above picture is a huge old kitchen pantry
from a sale. It holds yarn, embroidery patterns,
holiday fabric, sewing patters and crochet hooks.
The bird bag you see
is the bag I take along in the car on long trips.
I fix embroidery projects.
I don't get car sick, so it's a fun thing
to do while driving.
It's better than crocheting because when I pull
the thread up, I also look up.
With crocheting, I never get to look up
to see the country side.

To the right is where I keep all my embroidery thread.
I do have lots, but I do lots of embroidering.
It's a low cost hobby and I love it.
The top can is full of variegated thread.

This is the table my sewing machine is on.
It was formerly my Pastor and Wife's kitchen table.
It's kind of special.
The fabric on the left are hopeful aprons.
I have cloth picked out.
Now, I must sew.
The ugly bla…

This is the first thing I did.
Put some *pop* in the fridge.
If you haven't tried Shasta Crème Soda, you MUST.
We got a new Kroger.
It's the 3rd Kroger I've shopped at in our
area since we moved here.
I don't like the new one.....it's the size of a
small city, but they stopped carrying
SHASTA.
Guess they needed more room for home décor
and yogurt.
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Then, of course, I make coffee.
I like quotes, but they have to be profitable.
Or funny.
I don't like the
*do as you please*
type quotes.
But it's always OK to delight in small discoveries.
Like a new bloom in the garden.
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I boiled eggs.
18 minutes, lots of salt in the water.
One always seems to have to get attention.
Don't be that egg.
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I wasn't going to put this picture up,
but it WAS a part of my morning.
Rats in Blue's Room (or one rat)
tried to chew through this container.
It was a perfect container for bird seed.
It was from roofing nails.
Now it's useless.
But HA. The rat got n…

As you can see, this is a brand new privacy fence. Right up against our old chain link fence.
We will never see Mr. Joe OR his back yard ever again. Mr. Joe died a long time ago, but while he was alive, he would stand at the fence and talk to the kids. When the new neighbors put this fence up, I wondered what Mr. Joe would think.

The new privacy fence totally changed the feeling in my back yard. I can hear dogs bark, but I can't see them. The breeze has changed....and of course, it feels closed off from the world now. Another neighbor built a privacy fence right after this one was put up. They had a yellow lab.....now we just hear the bark. Privacy fences can be nice.....but there is a time and place for chain link fences, too. Or no fences at all.